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I dreamed that as I wandered by the way Bare Winter suddenly was changed to Spring It may not be what we recognise as normal, but it’s definitely an improvement of sorts. Slowly but surely, things are changing. It was only in November that the first case of coronavirus was …

For I have neither wit, nor words, nor worth, Action, nor utterance, nor the power of speech, To stir men’s blood: I only speak right on; I tell you that which you yourselves do know. So, from today (May 13) the construction industry is encouraged to get back to work …

*not abroad. At home. Still. For I have known them all already, known them all: Have known the evenings, mornings, afternoons, I have measured out my life with coffee spoons; How many times have we said to ourselves that, were we given enough free time, we would fill it wisely, …

O Captain! My Captain! Rise up and hear the bells; “He is risen”. According to the Times, that was the first response of a member (it doesn’t say which) of Boris Johnson’s family, on being told by an aide that the Prime Minister had been moved out of intensive care …

I will arise and go now, and go to Innisfree, And a small cabin build there, of clay and wattles made; Nine bean-rows will I have there, a hive for the honey-bee, And live alone in the bee-loud glade.   Remember what we used to say about the aftermath of …

Oh to be (out and about) in England, Now that April’s there Things I have learned in the last week and a bit. Joe Wicks is A GOD. Not only has he made it his mission to keep the nation’s school-children physically active for half-an-hour-a-day (and their far less fit …

I myself am best When least in company. Well this is all very strange. Every time I start to write something about the situation we’re in and the effect that the coronavirus is having on the country, something changes. The speed at which things have changed is what’s so alarming. …

One sickly sheep infects the flock, And poisons all the rest   I feel quite sorry for poor old Rishi Sunak. There he was last week, our newly minted Chancellor of the Exchequer, all scrubbed and shiny at the despatch box like the head boy proudly standing up at his …

Go wisely and slowly. Those who rush stumble and fall. What do aircrete blocks have in common with Andrex loo roll? Facing bricks with McDougall’s flour or PIR insulation board with rigatoni pasta and Dettol hand-wash? It’s not often you get to write all of those in a single paragraph, …

I think the king is but a man, as I am,: the violet smells to him as it does to me Once upon a time, there was a little boy called Alexander who really, really wanted to run the country. So, he went to a very expensive school and did …